Chapter 240: Sneakers that flew out
"Nope."
"Nope."
Stevens turned to his assistant coach and asked, "Do we still have sneakers?" β
"There's another pair, but it's a lot of yardage."
"Put it on Don."
Tang Zhenglong held the sneakers, "This can be worn by people who are two meters tall." β
"Put it on, this kind of venue, you can't do without a pair of spikes."
Tang Zhenglong can only wear it.
"Hey, why are you lame?" Frings laughed.
"You're lame, I'm a race walker."
Burst.
Kick.
"Cologne gets a free-kick."
On this snowy day, a free kick is a good opportunity.
Suddenly, the camera turned.
"What is this for?"
Circle circle, let's circle together.
Tang Zhenglong and Matip were circling around Frings.
"What the hell are you doing?" Frings said angrily.
"Go around in circles, don't you break the rules?"
"Your head hurts."
"Is that my fault?"
The goalkeeper patted Frings, "Don't talk, that guy is deliberately trying to disgust you." β
"I know."
Circle, circle.
Tang Zhenglong and Matip were like waltzes in the box.
The ball suddenly drove out and went straight to the goal, and Tang Zhenglong immediately began to run in front of the goal.
"Hahaha, what a chance."
"I'll kick."
"Huh."
The commentary seems to see something entering.
"The ball went in?"
"No, it's Tang Zhenglong's sneakers that went in."
The audience burst into laughter again, "Hahahaha." β
The referee ran over and said, "What's going on?" β
Tang Zhenglong explained, referee Khan, but this is also something that can't be helped.
"Tie your shoelaces tightly."
"Okay."
Someone patted Tang Zhenglong, turned his head and saw that it was Frings again, "Genius, you can kick your shoes into the goal." β
Tang Zhenglong's face darkened, "When I shoot, you'd better dodge a little, otherwise my size 44 shoes will slap on your size 46 big face." β
"What? Whose face do you say is size 46? β
"You!"
As the game continued, the commentator laughed: "It seems that I should congratulate Cologne in advance on winning the runner-up in the half-league, and of course I should also congratulate the Bayern fans." β
At this moment, there was a commotion in the audience, and Stevens looked up to see that the big score was presented in front of him - 2-1.
"Oh my God, Dortmund has overtaken."
"That is to say, as long as Cologne overtakes the score, then the half-way championship is Cologne's, which is incredible."
The whole stadium understands what that means?
That is, the dream has become a reality, the players on the field have also fought, and Bremen has a lot of consumption.
Because this kind of field is purely physical, and the players in Cologne are much younger.
"The Frenchman Miku seems to be invisible, and playing in this kind of stadium, "Little Zidane" seems to have no choice. β
"Don, what are you doing?"
"Stuff some cotton into your sneakers."
"Does that work?"
"Be comfortable."
Podolsky felt that Tang Zhenglong was even more unreliable.
"Lucas, remember to pass the ball to me."
ββ¦β¦β
"Cologne is one goal away from that, and of course, Bremen could put an end to Cologne's dreams at any time."
At that moment, the Cologne midfielder passed the ball, and after a few bounces, the ball made its way through the Bremen defence.
"It's over."
Tang Zhenglong rushed to the ball, because the ball speed was too slow, so the Bremen goalkeeper had enough time to attack.
"Shoot."
"I pounced, hahaha."
Goalkeeper Wiese was dumbfounded when he looked at what he was doing.
"Sneakers!"
"The ball is in."
goooooooooalοΌοΌ
The DJs on the scene began to cheer.
The Cologne man didn't think there was anything wrong with the ball, but the Bremen man felt it was a foul at all.
Wei Ze took Tang Zhenglong's sneakers and found the referee, "What is this!!" β
"It was a foul."
The referee was dumbfounded, it was the first time in the 100-year history of modern football that such a thing had happened.
Tang Zhenglong was confident, "I didn't do anything wrong, I kicked the boots out with my first shot, and then made up for it." β
"What!! Are we living in the same universe? You're a foul. β
"Okay, which rule did I violate?"
ββ¦β¦β
FIFA doesn't seem to have a rule that you can't shoot when your boots fall off.
"You're attacking the goalkeeper."
Tang Zhenglong shrugged, "Okay, I remember that the goalkeeper was only protected in the small penalty area, may I ask if you were in the small penalty area just now?" β
"You attacked me."
The referee said he would discuss it with the assistant referee.
After a while, the referee ran back and said, "First, you changed your boots right away, and second, the goal worked." β
"What? Does the goal work? β
"I know, it doesn't look reasonable, but it's fine."
"OMG!!"
After a long wait, the referee declared the goal valid.
'It's so much fun, the goal works.'
Schaff lost his temper and took off his shoes and threw them into the field, and the referee ran over and sent him to the stands.
"It was a miscalculation."
"Miscalculation!!"
Cologne fans are starting to get excited, and if this score is maintained until the end, then Cologne will be the halfway champion.
Stevens waved the players all back.
"Go back and defend."
Cologne retreated across the board, and Bremen began to make long passes.
It's time to gamble on your luck, if Lyme doesn't accidentally get one, then Cologne's bowels will be repentant.
Stevens felt like his heart was about to jump out.
It was then that Bremen's ball was passed to the back post.
"Milo."
"Milo."
Klose's tackling in the box is world-class, and he always has the right spot to tell.
"Is it the absolute peace?"
Klose was about to head the ball when a head next to him came over.
"That's?"
"Don."
"Don and Milo bumped into each other."
The teammates immediately ran over, and Tang Zhenglong defended with his life this time.
"It's okay, I'm fine."
"I still remember my name, my name is Tang Zhenglong."
The team doctor was afraid that Tang Zhenglong would have a concussion, so he stretched out two fingers, "How many is this?" β
"Two."
"How much is this?"
"Five."
"Fortunately, Don at least retains the IQ of the kindergarten." Schultz laughed.
"Hahaha."
The team doctor advised: "My advice is to take a break. β
"Okay."
The fans' eyes were bright, and Don risked his life for the benefit of the team this time, so huge applause rang out.
"Hahaha, that's what I'm supposed to do."
"Hahaha."
"Don, they can't hear me."
Tang Zhenglong's face darkened, "I just like to show off, can't I?" β
After a long wait, the referee's final whistle blew as Cologne won at home to Bremen.
The other game is not over yet, but it is still 2-1 for the time being.
"How long is it over there?"
'The stoppage time over there was five minutes.
Stevens looked at his watch, feeling uneasy.